Night Watching

I was heading for bed [at 05:20] when Muse requested that I made some notes for, what would be, this poem. The notes tied together thoughts, feelings and the actual experience of dawn breaking outside my window...





Night Watching - 03 May 10

Watching the day
From both ends
Across the night

Dusty gold painted
Clouds
Escort the Sun
As he slides below
The horizon

Night takes the shadows
Into herself
And wakes the stars
Decorate the sky
With ancient visions
To dance across
My thoughts
In midnight halls

Dawn brings light
Into the sky
Black changes to blue
Salmon brushed across
The early cloud

Now sleep takes me
On a different journey
While daylight
Tries and fails
To keep me awake





Real events, flavoured [just a little] with seasoning from Muse.